Akatosh's heart was yet again in turmoil the moment he faces Chifya who had him in her grasp. As his heart sank when he saw her griping her enchanted dagger ready to slit his throat.
One thing questions him. "What the fuck is happening!"
While she gaps the distance, swifts she held the dagger right through his throat. A slight slice she embeds and Akatosh can feel his throat slowly starting to bleed.
"Who are you!"
Her words are as furious as a raging lion, she frowns while clenches her teeth. Her question mystified that Akatosh isn't familiar. Still, a word not to usher Akatosh felt the dagger bitterly pressed ready to end the flickering soul of his life.
Death in the door of a woman yet crazy to utter a conversation. "I'm Akatosh why do you ask?"
The dagger which levels to his throat suddenly went piercing at his left arm. But stiffen he muffles his groans. Akatosh didn't scream to call for the others he was waiting for the right time, the right way to talk her out.
"You tread on thin ice do you, stillmage?!"
"Stillmage?" Akatosh question her.
"Don't you even deny it!" She smirks. "Fehh… go on letting your magic rage through to this land, didn't you even feel what you people had done, the cries of the ones you take as you all of you and your people burned them to death."
She speaks the things that Akatosh doesn't know.
"Stillmage?"
Tired of this event and Akatosh let her takes him if she can. Surprisingly Akatosh's heart slowly replenishes. He'd face death countless time, yet life held him back.
"If this is another event between life and death then so be it." Akatosh reckons.
"Look, the fact that I do not know about this stillmage or whatsoever but--"
Akatosh was interrupting with her vicious eyes.
"Then do it!" Akatosh says boldly, challenging her to slick the throat of his neck or gut his heart out of anger that Akatosh didn't involve himself in.
Akatosh can see it in her hands tightly gripping the dagger but with hesitation.
"As I thought so." Akatosh thought still waiting the right time.
The dagger suddenly trembles, in hesitant and uneasiness of her past life. The vines like ropes starting to slowly loosen enables him to move once again.
"Why do women here that I always met had a grudge on me. Damn, here we go again, should I try that thing."
As the vines slowly dwindle, Akatosh smile making another role play. Prioritize first the dagger which trembles to her hand, swiftly and calmly he embraces her hand. She took a step back but he follows in her footsteps. And as he subsides her trembling arms, quickly Akatosh wrapped around his right arms at hers, drawing her closer to hug her.
The warm sensation that Akatosh felt to a woman's body was ecstasy. The thin clothes she wore fell to Akatosh's surface. Her uneasy arms slowly yield. Akatosh didn't let this opportunity goes unfold but calmly let the dagger separates dropping to the ground.
He can hear her starting to cry as she remembers some of her past, she tries to resist her emotion, but it was futile, so she bites his shoulder to the silence she cries.
Love what you're reading? Discover and support the author on the platform they originally published on.
Funny though Akatosh was surprisingly calm while she gushes her emotions out. But for Akatosh nahhh… he couldn't, don't know why.
Tired of standing Akatosh let it slide sitting so too Chifya follows. As she tries to subside her feelings her arms slowly grab the fabric of the cloth. The only thing Akatosh can say to her was.
"This woman must have had a horrible past life."
Time slowly takes in minutes and Akatosh started to worry about the others. They may have come looking for Akatosh but to which direction he went. Somehow Chifya was able to sniff my tracks. The wounds stung his throat and the wound Chifya gave still burns his flesh. Akatosh was in deep pain.
"Good heavens, thank you, Lord," Akatosh says after he had relinquished Chifya from him.
The time was right to converse with her.
"Look here Chifya… never mind we'll talk later the others may be looking for us, come," Akatosh says, standing up.
"I'm sorry, I was--"
"Save it, we'll talk later."
Unknowingly Sheila was there hiding in some of the trees silently hearing and watching the two. She left when Akatosh was able to subdue Chifya.
"I don't know about stillmage or their smallest details but soon I will, for there is much information to extract," Akatosh says, sauntering away from Chifya.
Holding on to his injuries Akatosh walk as Chifya too follows. She was now afraid to help Akatosh, a person that saves her life. They went silent until returning to where Sei and the other was, to be amazed that they already dug up the trench. They are now 4 feet deep below, but they were more shocked to see Akatosh's injuries.
"What happen!" Exclaimed Sei.
"Nothing, I got overboard to Chifya, so she tried to defend her love, nearly killing me." Akatosh lied with an unpleasant feeling.
As a bad liar, he was easily seen through, yet they went silent. They know something happened between me and Chifya but Akatosh let it pass as if nothing had happened.
"Can you heal this?" Akatosh says towards Sheila.
The healing light slowly closed the injured until no marks were to be seen. But Akatosh didn't show Chifyas bite only his two injuries.
The party was silent for a while, Chifya now lose to herself hiding, distance herself from them. After his injuries are healed Akatosh immediately went to where Sei and Reith are digging. Riya was asked to collect some grass, ash.
"I see you two already dig four feet. Though we need six feet or seven."
"What's six and seven feet?" Reith said
"That, well," He responds, looking around a stick that measures approximately six feet.
"The measurement that we're going to dig would be like this." Akatosh continues showing them the stick.
"This will do," Akatosh says after they have done digging the trench.
"What's next," Sei says. And not long Riya came with tons of grass.
"Will this do?" Riya said.
"Well, it's too much but it will do… Let's call this a day." Akatosh said.
Akatosh didn't see Sheila presuming she was looking for Chifya to comfort her, so he took it as okay. After dinner without Chifya, he asks if they have seen her.
"She's in her room," Sheila respond.
"I see…" He says while resembling the other day how Sei finished their quest.
--------
"Well, that's it?" Sei says after he had explained their past mission.
"I see, so you came when I was sleeping," Akatosh implored.
There was some food left for Chifya, but no one would have the courage to deliver only a shameless one would do and that is our man.
"I take this to her." Akatosh sigh delivering the food to Chifya.
The door was open to seeing her sitting in the bed upset, regretting herself for what she had done. There was a table where she keeps her potion and stuff, but Akatosh first delivers the food right beside her.
"I'm--" She stood for a word of apologies.
Cutting her off. "Just sit still and eat your food first," Akatosh says as he scavenged her things looking for the sleeping potion. "Last time I saw the potion was clear as water."
"Maybe this one." Akatosh thought grabbing the clear liquid potion,
Chifya couldn't care less what Akatosh was doing to her belongings, not to mention he was a shameless one. "What do you expect I'm Akatosh."
"Is this the sleeping potion?" Akatosh said towards Chifya.
"Mm-hmm." Chifya anxiously replies.
"I see." Akatosh smile grabbing the potion
Akatosh turns around to see her not yet eating the food.
"This woman is overdramatic."
Slipping the potion from his pocket he then sits right beside her.
She started to talk but Akatosh put the food on her lap.
"Eat first talk later, did your mother--" Akatosh cut his words knowing she had some past family resemblance. Still not eating Akatosh grabs the bread and then putting it in her hand.
At last, she finally began to eat. "Thank you, Lord," he says helping her eat.
Before she could finish her meal, Akatosh went around the bed opening the window. She didn't turn around to see him but continue tending to her meal. And there, Akatosh slowly snuck to bed without alarming her.
Her dinner was now finally over, a minute of silent pass she starts to speak, but Akatosh was too long-gone, sleep-in seconds before he could hear her past or her words that Akatosh wasn't interested in, not today.
"The truth is…" After some story, she told. "That's why I almost try to--" She turned around, to see for forgiveness but what she saw was but a sleeping man slumbering like a graveyard.